miércoles, 20 de noviembre de 2013

Fml

I'm a scumbag, I mean nothing to this world, and if i had to be something I'd nothing of my own.
I'm just the shadow in the street, in a dirty day to sleep, cloudy, rainy, windy. I'm a scumbag without meaning.
I'm the whisper that you hear in the night, a creepy fading light, I'm a scumbag of other's own, I'm a shadow, I'm a ghost.
I'm a bitter taste for you, I'm a burden you can't forget, I'm the scumbag you don't want to talk with, I'm your anger, and your fury towards me.